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Don’t fucking do this, Eliot thinks as he picks up the dog. He’s surprisingly light, lighter even than his skinny body would’ve suggested, and Eliot thinks of the unopened bag of kibble on the shelf in his pantry. You don’t have time for this, he tells himself as he takes off, running as smooth as he can towards his house.

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Izuku likes to think that he’s a perfectly normal, healthy person.

As much as he squirms in discomfort about how brazenly some of the boys talk about sex or porn or any other related topic, he’s not exactly innocent in having his own lewd searches that needed a good delete-history scrub from time to time.

But this is...different, he thinks.

Dacryphilia.

What a gross sounding word.

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In which Izuku goes on a research quest to nip a weird discovery in the bud

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Kacchan knows what he wants, he's just not especially happy about wanting it. But the end of the year is hurtling closer, and he and Izuku have an itch that begs to be scratched before...whatever this is between them comes to an end.

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“Still here?” Andrew asks Neil mildly.

“He just helped us win the game, you ass,” Nicky says through a laugh. Neil doesn’t pay attention to Nicky. Andrew isn’t teasing. He’s asking, Where is your head right now? Are you here, or are you in Baltimore; Evermore; an overcast beach in California?